Ziio never exactly visited the Ragged Flagon unless she really needed the coin, and in this case she did. It was to pay for the Bunkhouse rent that Haelga threw at her every month, and it seemed the rent was slowly getting more expensive for the young Bosmer. It was bad enough that she had to pay for her own food, but she didn't need the rent going up any higher than it already was. She started to believe that Haelga only did it to her because of her race, or the fact that the Nord was a cruel and mean witch that practiced the most gruesome arts of Dibella. Shudders went down her spine just thinking about it.

The young Bosmer sat in a chair down in the Ragged Flagon, waving to Vekel for a nice mug of mead. He nodded to her slowly and begins pouring a cup for her, adding a few other things to it as well to make the taste bolder. Just the way she liked it.

"Here for another job, Ziio?" Vekel asked in his thick Nordic accent, placing the small mug on the table for her to drink as he took the coins from her that she offered.

"I am indeed," she said with a bright smile before taking a drink of her mead. "where is everyone? Normally this place would be bustling with the guild members. I only see Dirge and Tonilia right at the moment."

Vekel looked around, seeming to just notice that as well. "Huh, must be on a job." he replied with a shrug. "Wait them out and see if they come."

'Don't plan on going anywhere ...' Ziio thought to herself miserably. She needed the coin bad. Next week she has to pay the rent, and if she doesn't get the coin by then she'll be booted to the curb.